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After what appeared to be hours, the once smeared pikachu poster was finally able to peel away from the wall, her large paper body slowly fluttering down and softly landing with a 'paf' on the sidewalk. There she lied for a while, the wind making the edges of her flattened body to wobble and flail ever so slightly as she gathered her strength. And after some more time, the squashed pikachu was finally able to recover back to normal, puffing back to her 3D self with a loud cartoony POP sound, clumsily landing on her bum.

Shaking the dizziness away, Puck got back on her feet and dusted herself, slowly walking towards the door. "Today really isn't my d-AAACK".
But just when Puck was about to enter the door, she was rudely interrupted once again, someone opening the door with full force towards her with a BLAM!
As the door closed back, Puck was glued flat onto it, though this time her limbs still peeked out of her circular pancake body. The squashed pikachu flopped away from it, uncerimoniously stumbling down on the ground, her still 3D limbs stiffened from the strong impact as they supported her pancaked face on top... Puck was smashed into a table!

But as embarrassed that she felt in such form, the poor pikachu was just too tired from her previous struggle to reform back by herself, her eyes merely darting around as she remained still there.
She hoped that the people passing nearby would recognize and help to restore her back, but once again she was mistaken as a prop from her own show inside the doors, some people uncerimoniously putting objects or even sitting on top of her like stool... today was DEFINITELY not her day...

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After what appeared to be hours, the once smeared pikachu poster was finally able to peel away from the wall, her large paper body slowly fluttering down and softly landing with a 'paf' on the sidewalk. There she lied for a while, the wind making the edges of her flattened body to wobble and flail ever so slightly as she gathered her strength. And after some more time, the squashed pikachu was finally able to recover back to normal, puffing back to her 3D self with a loud cartoony POP sound, clumsily landing on her bum.

Shaking the dizziness away, Puck got back on her feet and dusted herself, slowly walking towards the door. "Today really isn't my d-AAACK".
But just when Puck was about to enter the door, she was rudely interrupted once again, someone opening the door with full force towards her with a BLAM!
As the door closed back, Puck was glued flat onto it, though this time her limbs still peeked out of her circular pancake body. The squashed pikachu flopped away from it, uncerimoniously stumbling down on the ground, her still 3D limbs stiffened from the strong impact as they supported her pancaked face on top... Puck was smashed into a table!

But as embarrassed that she felt in such form, the poor pikachu was just too tired from her previous struggle to reform back by herself, her eyes merely darting around as she remained still there.
She hoped that the people passing nearby would recognize and help to restore her back, but once again she was mistaken as a prop from her own show inside the doors, some people uncerimoniously putting objects or even sitting on top of her like stool... today was DEFINITELY not her day...

The little story is a continuation of: